A Midnight Letter to a Friend
I miss you. Missing you comes and goes like a rainy day. Sometimes it is powerful and drowning like a spring storm. Other times it is a prolonged and silent sadness like a soaking autumn rain. Right now, my 'missing you' - seasons are totally messed up. I carry a lump in my throat for weeks now.. and every now and then, mostly when I lay alone in my bed, looking at the cloudy night sky, this lump explodes in a firework of emotions until I fall asleep after an enormous physical exhaustion. Logically thinking, there is no reason why I should need you back in my life. I'm happier than I ever was - I have great friends, great job, great home and oh yeah, I am spending my life with The One, My Dream Boy, My Knight in white armour. Only... there is nothing logical about missing you. I miss your smile, your laugh - sincere, sometimes a little arrogant. I miss talking to you about the wonders of the world. I miss you teaching me, showing me how to be better in so many thing...